Sangtekst: Justin McBride. Don't Let Go. It Takes A Lot.

I run wide open and I have all my life
When it comes to a good time I'll be there all night
But once I get started I don't know when to stop
But if it feels good I like it
And lord if I like it
It takes a lot

It takes a lot of good whiskey
It takes a lot of hot love
Takes a lot of slow dancing I just can't get enough
It takes a whole lot of money to have something rock this old jukebox
It takes more than a little of honky tonk fiddle
It takes a lot

Well it's my twisted thinkin' but makes sense to me
If one makes you feel good then eight or ten's what I need
So please tell the waitress I'll take all she's got
Cause if it feels good I like it
And lord if I like it
It takes a lot

It takes a lot of good whiskey
It takes a lot of hot love
Takes a lot of slow dancing I just can't get enough
It takes a whole lot of money to have something rock this old jukebox
It takes more than a little of honky tonk fiddle
It takes a lot

And boys I ain't kiddin'
Pour me a great biggin'
Cause it takes a lot